Chapter 4
Edie was not registered at the local school, and it was so close to the end of the school term that Pete decided he would wait until the fall to sign her up. In the meantime, since she had nothing else to do, he took her with him when he did his plumbing, and inside of a week the girl knew more about the business than many apprentices he had helped get started.
It was on a Monday, more than two weeks after Edie's arrival, that Pete realized how much he could benefit from using her at work. Even with coveralls and a blue shirt, and a cap to cover her short brown hair, there was no mistaking the fact that Edie was female. Her face was too damn pretty to be anything else. Oddly enough, it all came about when she wasn't with him.
For the previous five days, Edie had suffered through her period, and she had decided it might be a good idea for her to leave Pete early that day, go home, and clean herself out. Pete had already bought contraceptive pills at the local pharmacy, and he reminded her to take one.
Arriving at the house, Edie let herself in. Luckily her uncle's latest job wasn't too far away, and she had been able to walk home. Besides, she knew it was what Uncle Pete called a "special job." It meant he would be doing with the woman of the house what he usually did with her when she didn't have her period. She wasn't too worried about her uncle being used up. Somehow these older women never seemed to be able to sap him of his stamina. Edie knew she was the only one who could do that.
Taking a long bath, she made certain to clean her vagina, knowing her uncle loved eating what he called her pussy. By now, she knew just about every slang word for the male and female genitals. Then she made sure to take a pill.
The last week had been a kind of hell for the young girl. Even though she had enjoyed learning about the plumbing trade, her menstrual cycle had prevented her from enjoying her uncle, and it also prevented him from enjoying her. She had offered to go down on him a couple of times, but he had explained it would only frustrate her that much more, and it wouldn't be right. Besides, Uncle Pete was still handling his "special cases," so he wasn't nearly as frustrated as she. He'd even allowed her to watch, once, though the woman had been unaware that she was there. And Edie decided she was much better than any of these other women. Heck! Her first time out, when she'd known nothing, she had been better than most of these older women.
Just as she had finished in the bathtub, she heard the doorbell ring. Wrapping he bathrobe around her, pushing her feet into a new pair of slippers that Uncle Pete had bought for her, Edie answered the door. What she saw were three beefy men, all dressed in suits, all wearing angry expressions.
"Can I help you?" she asked as they bulled their way past her, shutting the door behind them.
"Yeah," the oldest looking one said.
All three were a little on the heavy side, but otherwise didn't look at all alike. The one talking to her had grey hair; the second man had blond hair; and the third man had dark hair, though he was starting to go bald.
"I'm Tom Williams," the white-haired man was saying. "This is John Kamp," he said, pointing to the balding, dark-haired man. "And this is Dave Schachter," he said, referring to the blond man. "We'd like to have a heart-to-heart with Pete."
"Well, my uncle isn't home right now," Edie told them, tugging her robe all the more tightly around her.
"You're uncle, huh," Williams snapped. "You hear that guys? "This sweet little kid is a relative of Pete Ross. We didn't even know he had relatives. Well, well, well. This changes things a little. Maybe you can help us, after all."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Edie said, backing away from the three men, walking toward the kitchen where there was another door she could use to get out, if need be.
"We're talking about our wives," John Kamp told her. "Your uncle seems to be having a ball with them."
"I ... I don't know what you're talking about," Edie insisted, her voice sounding defensive.
"Got that, guys?" Dave Schachter said. "The sweet kid doesn't know what we're talking about. I suggest we get all this straightened out by explaining the facts of life to her. In fact, if we show her, we'll be getting back a little of our own. Eh what?"
"Look," Edie said, her voice quivering. "I don't know what you men are thinking of doing, but it might be a nice idea if you all got out of here."
"We got a nicer idea, girlie," Tom Williams told her. "We're gonna give you a little dose of what your uncle has been giving our wives. Maybe it'll teach him to keep hands off."
"Yeah. Hey, you're some gorgeous chick," John Kamp smiled. "I'll bet you're a lot of fun."
Edie could see the swellings in the groins of all three men. She turned to run into the kitchen, but Williams was in front of her, pulling down the shade in front of the door. One of the other men turned on the kitchen light as they came in.
"You know," Dave Schachter said, "this is as good a place as any to get the job done."
John Kamp was hurriedly undressing, dropping his clothes right in the middle of the kitchen floor. He left his shirt on, but with his pants off, he flaunted his hard cock, waving it under her nose, saying, "Get a good look at it, sweetheart. I'm gonna bury this all the way inside you in a couple of minutes."
Edie stared at the thick cock. It was shorter and not quite as broad as her uncle's, but it was still a formidable enough weapon. Certainly it would be fine for a man who knew how to use it. But if her Uncle Pete had to make this man's wife happy, then how much could this man know about using his cock?
The bush from which the cock extended was a wiry salt and pepper color, and the staff of the penis itself was almost all white. It had a berry-red helmet, and the narrow slit in the mushroom head was already oozing with oily lubrication.
"All right," Edie snapped, and yanked her robe off, revealing her nakedness to the bulging eyes of the three men.
Deep down, Edie felt terrified. She had always believed what she had done with her uncle was an expression of love. True, he'd shown a lot of "love" to the women in whose homes he had worked, but in every case it had been something everyone had wanted. At this moment, the three men were forcing themselves on her, and it frightened Edie. She wasn't too sure she could handle three men.
"Lie down, kiddo," John Kamp told her. "I get first crack at your crack."
Edie lay back on the sturdy wooden table, waiting for John Kamp to attack her body. The girl realized it was useless to resist. Heck, that was what they wanted. It was one satisfaction she would definitely not give them. She'd simply lay there and let the three men use her anyway they pleased, as long as they didn't attempt to physically torture her. Edie wasn't ready for any real pain.
Closing her eyes, Edie felt Kamp's callused hands closing over her brown nipples. She felt the man yank on her breasts as if trying to make them swell and enlarge. Since her first coming to Uncle Pete's house, Edie noticed that her cup size, which had been AA, had swelled to A. Her nipples hardened into brown pellets as she felt Kamp knead them between his fingers, causing blood to charge into them, making them harden and stiffen even more. Oh wow! Even though she was doing her very best to close her mind to what was happening, Edie could sense flickering reactions coursing through her body. She was already starting to feel the wispy writhings of arousal curling up through her torso.
Kamp was astonished at the reactions of this pretty young thing. She was taking a lot of the joy he had expected to feel away because she was accommodating him, even if she wasn't actually making love to him. It was like loving a paid whore who had no feelings, only this was a young, innocent girl with plenty of feeling stored up inside her. And she would bring them out. Christ! Even if his wife thought he was a deadhead, he'd prove to this little girl he could make her feel more than a little something. He felt more heated arousal shooting through him, staring at her lithe white form, noting her forming breasts, squeezing them, feeling them, enjoying their youthful hardness. This wasn't some old bag, like his rapidly aging wife. This was fresh, sweet, tasty young meat. And he had no doubt she meant more than a little something to Pete Ross or else the man wouldn't have taken her into his home. Fucking her would really bother the hell out of Ross, and maybe the man would get the message and keep his own cock out of Kamp's wife.
The other two men were admiring Edie's body too. The girl could feel their eyes on her. She was prime stuff. There wasn't a stretch mark on her, nor was there any loose flesh anywhere. And as far as they were concerned, she was totally new to what-they were doing. It should have made them feel ashamed of themselves, but they didn't. Even when she closed her eyes, she looked like some kind of sensuous tramp, wriggling as she did, out of fear, on the table. Well, they'd give her reasons to be afraid, all right. They'd make her feel all three of their penises.
John Kamp decided he'd really bring thrills into this young dish's life. She had a really nice shape, and if he was going to enjoy using it, he figured the girl might as well get something from it too. After all, she wasn't really to blame for her uncle's fucking his wife. If he intended making her pay, it would be a payment he hoped she would enjoy.
Edie felt his eyes staring down at her smooth, narrow, pinched little waist, as slender as the middle of an hourglass, accenting the shapely contours of the rest of her body. When she looked at him again, she could see he was drooling, barely able to restrain himself from touching her. He looked as if he were trying to touch her everywhere at once, but just didn't seem to have enough hands. So he was unable to make up his mind just where to fondle her, now that he'd rubbed her nipples. But even as she lay there, Edie felt the smoke of lust climbing higher inside her body. She knew she would never be able to just lie there and take what they were doing. She was going to react, and if the men took no pleasure because she refused to resist, they would enjoy her physical responses to their lovemaking, and it would be another victory of sorts for them.
Kamp swallowed his saliva, knowing he was going to love fucking this sweet little twiff. Even if all she did was lie there, unmoving, he was going to get a charge out of banging her tight little cunt. Jesus! She was some nice looker.
Edie felt his hands pushing her thighs obscenely apart. She could see Kamp's eyes staring at the bare plain of her puffy cuntlips. Then she saw his left hand slide forward, fingers slightly spread apart, and with his thumb and middle finger he tugged the lips of her pussy apart. She felt her soft, hairless pink slash opening, and it was definitely making her hot. For the first time, Edie was becoming aware of the fact that one didn't have to love a man in order to be aroused by him. She watched as Kamp slid his other hand forward, probing into her soft, pink, puddle of flesh with his extended middle finger, while the thumb of the same hand probed for and discovered her shuddering clitoris. Edie's body automatically jerked and spasmed as he rubbed her clit, while her narrow cunt tunnel clutched his finger, sucking on it as avidly as a baby at its mother's breast. Now he was tweaking her clitoris, making her jump again and again, laughing, building sensation after sensation inside her.
This is one helluva kid, John Kamp thought. Jesus, is she reacting!
"Unnnggghhh ... aaaahhh ... ooooohhh ... " Edie moaned, unable to control herself any longer. The sensations of the rough man's fingers sent blistering heat charging into every last extremity of her body, awakening all the parts of her that she had tried to will to sleep. Her loud, anxious, heaving sigh spurred John Kamp on, letting him move a hand down to massage her inner thighs as the middle finger of the hand against her bare mount pushed itself even deeper, burying itself right to the palm.
Jesus! She was one tight little girl in there, all right Kamp couldn't feel a cherry, but in this day and age of athletics, he knew the young girl could have lost the membrane without ever realizing it. Her hot little cunt was so tight, it felt like the mouth of a calf as it sucked on his aching finger. Hell! The girl was starting to get soaking wet in a hurry, letting him know he was really getting to her. His finger was sliding in and out of Edie's tight pussy, really inflaming and arousing her, feeling the soft resistance of her vaginal walls slowly give way.
Edie knew she was going to enjoy what these men did to her, even if their motive was revenge against her uncle. Her body was unable to withstand even the slightest erotic pressure. And even if it made the men think they were such hotshots, in the long run she might be doing their wives a favor. After all, if they could bring on a twelve-year-old girl, there was no reason why they couldn't do things with their more experienced spouses. That one little idea, seemingly justifying her responses, made her feel so much better. Now she could enjoy it all with a clear conscience. Even if they were using her like a common whore. Yes, her uncle had described to her just what a whore did for a living. She didn't like the idea of these men getting any kind of satisfaction, because what they were really doing was abusing her.
John Kamp stared with wide-open eyes, noting the way the girl's tender, delicate little pussy seemed to flower open to greet his heavy, probing finger. Hell! This chick was much hotter than he'd believed. He was really going to stuff her with his cock. He had no idea why the little girl wasn't screaming and shouting, or even going into some kind of mesmerized state to cut off feeling what he was doing to her. But he wasn't going to question his good fortune. Hot little twats like this came his way only once in a lifetime. The chances of his ever being able to fuck something like this again were more than a little remote. Christ! The last time he had been this strongly aroused had been on his wedding night. He, like his wife, had been a virgin at the time, and the mere sight of her pouting pussy had almost caused a premature ejaculation. Yeah! That was it. This bare little cunt reminded him of his wife's pussy when she had been a virgin.
The man's loglike cock throbbed and twitched under his shirt, wildly whipping up and down and swinging from side to side, becoming even longer and stiffer as his finger continued slurping in and out of Edie-'s hot narrow cunt. Oh Jesus! If he didn't jam his cock into her soon, he'd shoot his spunk all over her. And in front of the other two men he knew he would look ridiculous. He had to fuck her.
Sliding his finger from the tight heated depths of her slavering cunt, he hauled himself up onto the table next to her and whispered, "Okay, girlie. Over on your belly." Obediently, silently, Edie rolled over onto her stomach. He stared down at the round moons of her asscheeks, lifting them high into the air, making her balance herself on her knees.
Edie lay with the side of her face pressed against the hard wooden top of the table, softly moaning and gasping, letting Kamp spread her thighs. She felt as if she were some kind of dog, being fucked this way. Her uncle had done it to her once, and she had told him she much preferred looking at him when his cock slid into her. But in spite of her repulsion at the idea of being fucked like this, she realized John Kamp, for all his roughness, wasn't trying to hurt her. Well, she was grateful for small favors. He seemed to be a little more understanding than Tom Williams, who was just standing there near her head, watching everything. Oh gosh! There was no way she could remain unresponsive. Fire was ravaging hungrily and anguishedly in her tiny belly. She wanted the feel of a cock, any cock, reaming through the narrow confines of her girlish nookie.
Kamp motioned to Dave Schachter, the blond man, and Schachter dropped his own pants and underwear, kicking off his shoes. Schachter slid onto the table with Edie being unaware that he and John Kamp were changing places. Schachter, for all his anger, was no less sympathetic toward Edie, now that he had watched Kamp fondle the girl's naked body. Not that he was going to back away from getting his revenge. He knew what John Kamp wanted. Schachter was supposed to fuck this sweet girl's ass.
Edie felt Schachter's fingers tugging her asscheeks apart, and she didn't resist. Then she felt fingers running up and down the valley between the mountains of her asscheeks as his fingers continued pulling her buttocks farther and farther apart, exposing the pucker of her asshole to all three men. Then Edie lurched as she felt hot air being blown into her tight, rectal chasm. She could feel lips pressing against her anus, and the lips tickled as the air forced its way into her. And then she felt an extended forefinger press against her tiny, puckered asshole. The girl felt the finger rotating, screwing around and around as it worked deeper and deeper into her flaming tunnel. Edie's ass had been fingered constantly by her uncle, and she was used to this, so she was able to completely relax, allowing the tip of the finger to very slowly ease into her. She felt the digit slide deeper, a little at a time, until she felt it in right up to the first knuckle.
"Oooomphhhh!" the girl gasped, screwing and rotating her buttocks to counter the move of the finger, still unaware it was Dave Schachter who was doing this, and not John Kamp.
In all the time she had lived with her uncle, Edie had never been ass-fucked. Pete was going to wait until she was a little older, wanting to make certain she could take it when he finally did probe into her. But he had run his finger in and out of her asshole as often as he had fingered her pussy, and Edie found a certain enjoyment in it. And as the finger continued to rotate its way deeper and deeper into the seething confines of her shuddering rectum, she merely countered by rotating her ass, enjoying it, considerably. Little by little the finger continued speeding up its movement until it was working at top speed, and the entire length of the finger was inside her. When Edie felt the man's palm rub against her asscheeks, she realized that his thick finger was as far in as it would go. And she no longer thought about why he was doing this. As long as it felt good, she made up her mind to enjoy it in any way she could.
Schachter's dredging finger continued spiraling around and around, widening her anal tunnel, stretching it, enlarging it a little at a time. And then the girl felt him sliding a second finger into her, and though there was some mild discomfort at first, she began enjoying it more and more as her rectal canal sucked all the more strongly on the twin digits. Edie could feel her rubbery interior tightening around them, trying to hold them inside her.
Schachter's other hand was tugging on his skinny wang. It was the smallest and thinnest penis in the group. He jerked on it, making certain it was as hard as he could get it, preparatory to sinking it into the tight rectum of the unsuspecting girl. He liked the way her bouncy asscheeks trembled when the girl wriggled her body from side to side, as if trying to get the most feeling possible from his probing fingers. Schachter continued pumping his digits in and out of her sucking, seething tunnel, enjoying the tight rubbery sensation of her clutching rectum.
"All right, all ready," Tom Williams snapped, himself hot and bothered, anxious to get some of the action himself. But he wanted the girl to feel the humiliation so she could go crying to her uncle, letting him know how miserable she was feeling as a result of what the men did to her. "Use the cock!" he ordered.
Schachter, quick to obey, only because of the pleasure he knew would be waiting for him, slid his working fingers slowly out of the taut tunnel. He had the girl on her side, facing away from him at the moment, and using his upper thigh to prop her legs open, the sweating man arched his hips forward until his throbbing, pulsating, swollen phallus pressed against Edie's puckered asshole. The young girl didn't understand at first what the man was attempting to do. She had supposed the man would try fucking her hot cunt dog-style, as her uncle had done. Feeling the pressure against her rectal orifice, she wanted to tell Schachter his aim was off, but when she tried adjusting her ass, his hands held her steadily in place as he once again pressed the head of his hard cock against her asshole.
Feeling the man push against her anus, Edie suddenly realized this was no mistake. This man wanted to fuck her in the ass. He wanted to cause her pain. He was deliberately out to make her scream. The mean, rotten, no good rat. She had done no harm to him. Her uncle certainly hadn't hurt the man's wife. From the one time she had seen her uncle fuck one of the wives, it had been obvious that the woman wanted it even more than Uncle Pete. But these men were deliberately out to cause her physical pain. They wanted to stretch her ass tunnel the way her uncle's cock had stretched her vaginal tube. Gee! She had never met men as cruel as these three. She sure would tell Uncle Pete about them. He'd do something!
She felt the small, slender phallic dome press against her puckered asshole. She could feel the man's hands squeezing her hips in order to keep her steady while he rose up on his knees and tugged her around and up, to gain better leverage. It was plain to everyone in the room, the probing of the girl's asshole with a cock, even one as small and narrow as Dave Schachter's was going to be very, very difficult.
"Hey," she heard him grunt, "you push your buttocks back. It'll make my entering your ass easier, kiddo. Just push back and open your insides, like you was trying to squeeze something outa your ass."
Edie felt cold sweat break out all over her. She no longer knew what to believe as she felt the increasing pressure of the phallic dome cram against her rectal pucker. God! The fingers had felt so nice inside her. Why should he want to probe her anal tunnel with his cock. Gee! Something as long and as fat a cock might do some damage to her inner flesh. Hell! It could tear apart tissues and membranes. Oh no!
"N-o-o-o-o-o ... !" she bellowed, suddenly screaming for the first time. "You'll hurt me! Oh gosh! You'll rip my insides apart! No ... no ... no ... "
The young girl began screaming even louder as she felt the pressure from his ramming, cock become greater. Her mind began to spin dizzyingly, whirling as the total impact of what was happening finally hit her. Her asshole could be shredded. The cock she had never seen felt much too big pushing against her tiny star. There was no way the girl could take it. Such a machine would never fit inside her narrow confines. But the gross man behind her continued pushing, applying more pressure, cramming forward with greater and greater effort.
Good! Tom Williams thought to himself, gritting his teeth. This is what I want. I wanna see the little bitch cry and squirm so she'll tell her uncle. And there won't be a goddam thing Pete Ross will be able to do about it. He'll learn not to fuck around with my wife. And if he goes after Jessica again, I'll just come back and fuck his little niece again.
But even as he said these things to himself, Tom Williams realized his heart wasn't in causing the little girl pain. True, he was mad at his wife for going along with what Pete Ross wanted. After all, it never occurred to him that Jessica might have initiated the affair. His mind would never be able to accept that. But to stop the whole thing now was unthinkable. The two men would never agree, and they would laugh at him, since this had been his idea in the first place. No, he had to see the whole thing through.
Edie thrashed around, trying to keep the cock from pushing into her. But even now, she could feel her sphincter weakening. It would only be a matter of moments before he finally broke through and began pounding his hard cock into her ass.
Schachter thought his cock would snap right off at the head if he wasn't able to get the steaming minaret buried into the girl's tight, rectal rictus. Christ! She had one great ass, all right. Because he had such a slender cock, he had fucked his wife's ass a couple of times, and it hadn't been nearly this hard to get into. God! This was a fabulous asshole. He had to bury his cock inside. He just had to. Ohhhh yeeaaahhhh!
Edie felt him shove forward, applying more strength. The tiny muscle of her sphincter slowly began to open wider. It could no longer struggle and hold out against him. He was shoving with all his might, and suddenly the girl felt the thick dome of the pulsing penis ease into her narrow, squeezing corridor. And then her sphincter tightly closed around the pole, just behind the coronal ridge, holding him locked into her.
"Owwwwww!" Edie gasped, writhing, wriggling, trying to pull forward in the hope of dislodging the cock. "It hurts, it hurts. Please, please don't do this to me. It hurts so much. Oh please!"
The girl felt even more agony as she realized that her asshole was actually sucking his length in, pulling so that the dome was cramming its way into her stomach. The narrow walls of her tight rectum were being stretched more and more widely, and her colon would feel the broad head of his shaft wedging its way deeper. Her entire inner rectal sanctum had been widened to an unbelievable width, and the agony was so strong, so totally overpowering, the girl thought she would pass out. Once again Edie tried pulling forward in a hopeless attempt at escaping the painful impalement. But her body was tightly held by Schachter's tight grip on her hips.
Remembering how things in her vagina had eased when she had relaxed, and realizing there was no way she could escape what was being forced upon her, Edie persuaded herself not to fight what was happening to her. She relaxed her body. Schachter immediately sensed her surrender as the final resistance of her anal muscles stopped. Now he could slowly push his hips forward, lancing what was left of his short cock into the girl's tight, clamping anal depths. Although her knees were propped under her, the girl lay with the rest of her body almost flat on the table. She could feel the small penis sliding even deeper into her colon, but there was no enhancement of pain.
The girl felt Schachter raise her ass a little higher, and when his hands let go or if she kept it high, letting him know she had totally surrendered to him. She was his to do with as he wished. Now Edie felt the man tug back, then shove forward again. He was applying a little more strength this time, and though his throbbing penis slid through her contracting anal burrow, running into her colon again, the pain continued decreasing. The girl could feel his hairy thighs rubbing against the soft moons of her trembling white asscheeks, and the sound of his flesh meeting hers with a "whack" echoed throughout the house.
"Aaahuuunnnhhh!" Edie gasped, feeling the pain continuing to diminish as a new set of flaming thrills began building up inside her. The young girl began wondering what was taking place inside her. It felt as if she was being fucked in her vagina.
Edie felt the man's cock penetrating her rectum as if it was a nuclear rod, yet the fire from it was bringing her new, perverse thrills, and it was a thrill for which she had been totally unprepared. She could feel the pleasure clogging her rear passageway, filling her as if she was clogged with stool, only the pulsations of the penis sent wild, trembling signals of lust to her anxious brain.
"Uuuummmmphhhh!" Schachter grunted. "This little chicken really has one tight ass." He was all but shouting it out, feeling triumphant for having penetrated the rectum. He was as far in as he was going to go.
Edie could feel the urging pulsations of his cockpoint, sensitively tingling inside her, and she tightened the clutch of her sphincter around the base of his cock, preventing him from wildly shoving his meat in and out.
The young girl realized, listening to Schachter's voice, that he wasn't the man who had been caressing her at the start. This bothered her. She didn't like the idea of being handled like a joint of mutton, being cooked and heated up by one man, then turned over to another man to do the eating.
"What's ... uhhhh ... the matter?" she grunted, loud enough for John Kamp to hear. "Can't you keep your own cock up long enough? Do you have to get someone else to do the actual work for you after you start the ball rolling?"
"You watch that rotten mouth of yours, kid," Tom Williams told her. "You open it again, and I'll plug it up with my own stopper. You're gonna do what we want, when we want. And none of your brattylip."
The sound of the man's voice, added to the plunging of Dave Schachter's cock in her ass, made Edie feel even more heatedly aroused. It suddenly dawned on her that she wouldn't mind sucking on a cock as long as the other one remained lodged in her ass. Two cocks at once! That would be terrific! Certainly it would help to make up for the fact that she had no emotional feelings for any of these three men.
Was it possible to love a cock without caring about the person to whom it was attached? Edie wondered. If so, she could fall in love with the penis of any and all men alive. Why, this was wonderful. It meant that when the time came for her to select a mate, she wouldn't have to think in terms of whether or not she would like his cock inside her. She would be able to judge him on other things, knowing ahead of time that she would love the weighty pressure of his penis.
The girl felt Schachter gripping her body even more tightly, and wondered if he was ready to come. That would be another novel experience, feeling sperm shooting in her rectum.
"Hey, John," Dave Schachter grunted at John Kamp. "I think you'd better go in the front way, and in a hurry. I'm ready to really pop my wad into this kid's ass."
Edie was so involved with her own thoughts and sensations, she wasn't listening to the men talking to one another. The pain had totally faded from her body, and she was feeling an enhancement of the pleasurable sensations building higher and higher inside her. Her mouth was tightly shut, as were her eyes, while her mind envisioned a hard penis thrust into her mouth as the one in her ass continued pumping away. Each movement of Schachter's cock seemed to widen her anal tunnel a bit more. Had it been any longer, it would have come up into her belly through her colon. She wondered if it would have really felt good that far up inside her. When he finally started pumping his load through her, she wanted to be prepared for it.
Suddenly Edie became aware of the table starting to shake a little, and she realized John Kamp was climbing onto it. Why? How could he hope to do anything with the other men locking down this way?
Kamp was going wild, feeling his throbbing cock vibrate like a tuning fork as he saw her bare pussy dripping its cuntal secretions down her thighs. He had been watching the way Dave Schachter's skinny cock had been pushing in and out of her ass, and the sight of her bumcheeks, clamping tightly around it had aroused him to where he really thought he would be spewing his sperm into the air. The man had also noticed how closely Tom Williams was staring at the goings-on, and he could see that the man was just as aroused as he. Kamp knew it wouldn't be long before Williams decided to get in on the action, and; so decided he was going to pump this pretty little girl's cunt before anyone else got a chance to plumb its depths. That was pretty funny. He was going to plumb the depths of the plumber's niece. Hah!
Still watching Schachter's cock sliding in and out of the girl's ass, he felt himself more ablaze than ever before. He slid underneath Edie's raised thighs, seeing the way her tapered columns glistened with her girlish secretions. He slid higher still, until he forced the girl to raise her head high enough for his own face to slip under hers. From this angle he could no longer see anything, but he sure could feel.
Edie stared down into his grizzly face and held her breath, not wanting to kiss him. Odd, but she was submitting to his cock, yet wouldn't kiss him. That was crazy. The girl felt him reach down, and was aware of the way he was gripping his hard penis when she felt the wet dome smear its way across her bare cuntlips. little by little she felt the penis adjusting to her gaping cunthole, and then she felt him guiding the round head between her wide-open labia. The girl tried keeping her weight on her forearms, but found it difficult. Her breasts were brushing the hairy chest of the man under her as he moved back and forth, scratching her nipples. She could feel her elongated brown nubbins straining to be scratched by his chest hairs as he bounced his ass on the table, adjusting himself to make sure his thrust into her would be direct.
"Okay," Kamp muttered. "Push her down."
Edie felt the weight on her back increase, and little by little she felt her vaginal lips being pressed wider and wider apart as her body sank lower, completely engulfing the cock.
My God! she thought, realizing then just what was happening. A cock was being crammed into her cunt while another one still lodged in her rectum. Oh wow! This was something else. This was something terrific and unbelievable. If it hadn't been happening to her, she would never have believed it.
The girl felt the man below impatiently arching up, trying to nail his throbbing spike into her seeping tunnel with a fast, hard motion. But the tightness of her cunt walls wouldn't let it happen. Her cunt was resisting all the way, made even tighter by the pressure of the screwing cock in her ass. She could feel it slowly, slowly wedging its way upward into the tunnel of her hot, wet flesh, until she felt the lips of her vagina kiss the hairy pelvis of his groin. And she could feel the two pairs of balls rubbing against one another for the moment. Oooooh! With both penises totally buried inside her, Edie felt like some sort of ancient Greek goddess being worshipped. Oh gosh! This was really great!
"Holy shit!" John Kamp grunted. "I've never fucked a tighter cunt in my entire life."
Once again, John Kamp thought his balls would burst. He no longer gave a damn about the other two men in the room with him. He wanted to pump the twelve-year-old's precious pussy until his spurting juice filled every nook arid cranny of her tight twat. There was a really great thrill, feeling this helpless girl impaled between Dave Schachter and himself. It was something he had never done before, but by God before he died, he would definitely try it again. Christ! This was really something.
Taking a deep breath, he waited while Schachter raised his body a little, tugging his own prick halfway out of the girl's ass, twisting and churning it on the way out. And then Edie slowly rose, rotating her own body, filling her ass once again with Schachter's cock as she felt Kamp's penis partially pull away. Then down she went, pumping Kamp's prick into her depths and letting Schachter's penis withdraw a little. And that was the rhythm she maintained, fucking herself back and forth between the two cocks as if they were rails, and she was riding them, back and forth, back and forth. It felt heavenly!
Edie was really in a daze of lust. The two penises filling her had made her body so tight that thrill after thrill went rocketing wildly through her. Both penises were tightly locked inside her, and the girl knew there was no way that either penis would leave her body without first expelling its juices. Flames mounted even higher in her anguished young belly, and everything felt so good inside her that she no longer believed she was awake. It was impossible to feel this good and not be dreaming. The pains in her body no longer existed, while the rapture was building to newer, greater heights.
Uncle Pete is right about variety, she thought. This is something new, and it's really terrific.
The whole thing seemed to be backfiring against what Tom Williams had wanted when he'd first talked the two men into coming to Pete Ross's house. The damn girl was enjoying the men as much as her uncle had enjoyed their wives. It was almost as if some kind of conspiracy had existed.
As the two penises continued pounding in and out of her tight holes, Edie wondered if her Uncle Pete had ever swung with two females at the same time. She'd bet he would love it almost as much as she loved being fucked by two men at once. This was a banner day in her life.
The girl felt the driving cocks continue to rummage through her delicate body. At first she reacted instinctively, riding back and forth between the two phalluses, thrilling to what they were internally doing to her. The delights, in her body began swelling, building, and now she didn't just shuttle back and forth, but moved with the speed of light, pounding up and down, up and down, feeling the hot, hard, thrusting pricks build the wildest friction she had ever experienced.
"Uhhhhh ... ohhhhhh ... " she gasped. "Yessss ... yessss ... fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me ... " she insisted, now totally absorbed by the combination of pumping cocks in her delicate enclosures.
Edie felt as if her body would shatter. As she kept shuddering back and forth, she realized that her vagina was building more and more powerful thrills, but so was her rectum. And then it came to her, she was going to have an orgasm in her rectum as well as in her cunt. A dual climax! Oh, terrific! She was so totally engrossed in what she was doing, she was unaware that Tom Williams had also dropped his pants. For the first time in a long time, Williams felt his cock go as rigid as when he had been a young boy. God! Look at the way the girl took to fucking. He had to become a part of this.
Kicking his pants from around his ankles, he also climbed onto the table, on his knees, He moved on from the side, but even as the grunting girl continued pounding back and forth between the other two men, he tangled his fingers in her hair and tugged her face in his direction.
Mindlessly, Edie obeyed, her rich, pink, saliva wet lips apart and inviting. He had to fuck into that sweet, girlish mouths of hers, and he brought his penis closer and closer, pointing his hard cock at her broad, oral opening. This was the sweetest little mouth he had ever seen. His own wife was such an indifferent cocksucker, she could slurp all over his dick for hours on end and not make him come. But this pretty girl with her lovely face and adorable mouth was going to make him pop one helluva load. His eyes could only see blurs as he moved forward on his knees. His hands reached down and gripped her face with both palms as he kept her face jerked towards his hard cock.
"Suck it, girlie!" he gasped, his voice barely penetrating her lust-crazed mind.
Edie realized there was yet another cock. A third cock! What a wonderful present! And it was all hers, to suck as she pleased. Gee, this was turning into the most terrific day she could ever recall. Three cocks at once. It just didn't seem possible. Oh, this was going to be really great.
Sighing, she tugged the throbbing piece of meat closer and closer, then slowly ovaled her mouth around the solid extension. It was a nice thick one, and seemed to fit perfectly with the sizes of the penises filling her hot cunt and squeezing rectum. Her mouth was crammed full of the tasty, hot meat. She could feel the penis plunging in and out as her tongue continued to lap and lick it, bathing it with her oral juices. This had to be the living end. There wasn't any more that could be done to fulfill her. And to think it took three fuddy-duddy old men to do it. Coming here, to live with Uncle Pete, had changed her whole life, and the change was definitely for the better. All that really counted in this world was the fulfillment of her sexual needs and desires. As long as this could be accomplished without her hurting anyone, the girl intended doing just that.
John Kamp could no longer control the urgings in his balls. He was lifting his ass off the table again and again, slamming his pulsing, meaty cock into the sucking depths of the young girl's blistering vaginal passageway. He groaned as he felt his body start to quiver, and he realized the semen was moving through him, desperate to leave him and pour into her. It moved into the man's length of hot flesh hose, charging up into the pulsing tip of his penis, and began blasting out with tremendous burning bursts into the gully of pink tightness making up the girl's interior.
"AAAAANNNNNGGGGGHH!" Kamp screamed, humping wildly upward with each maddening burst jetting from his prick.
And it seemed that Kamp's climax was the trigger for the others, and now all the instruments being employed in this insane act began violently twitching. Kamp's bursting, blasting penis seemed to arouse the ardor in Dave Schacter's cock, and though separated from Kamp's cock by a thin piece of tissue Schachter felt the urge rising too. He slammed his heavy meat into the tight depths of the girl's ass tunnel, and suddenly felt the sperm come rumbling out of him.
"GGGGGAAAAAYYYYYAAAAAGGGGG HHH!" he groaned, and the blistering white flood began spurting into the squeezing depths of £Jdie's rear passageway.
The young girl moaned deep down inside her as she felt the heated splash coming from both cocks at once. She was being inwardly doused with floods of the sticky stuff. The one jamming her rectum made her feel as if she was getting a semen enema. While the other penis continually blasted into her wildly contracting cunt. She felt as if she were being driven to the apex of uncontrolled frenzy. The girl clamped her lips tightly around Tom Williams' hard-driving penis as it continued burying itself in the heated depths of her mouth. Oddly, he didn't ram it all the way in, and she didn't have to open her gullet to take the head inside. The girl figured that Williams probably thought of her as a virgin, and if he jammed his cock too deeply into her mouth, she might upchuck all over him.
"AAAAAHHHHHMMMMMMM!" she gasped, her mouth clamping on the hard cock as she felt the twin spasms of her own dual orgasms shoot through her vagina and rocket through her rectum. Her belly rippled with overpowering spasms of delight as her semen-drenched womb overflowed with flooding oil brought on by her own twin orgasms.
"Jeeesusss!" Tom Williams gasped, and then his hot throbbing cock sent one heavy load of semen after another into the little girl's mouth.
Edie sucked strongly, voraciously, drinking the outpouring seed, mentally comparing the taste of it to her Uncle Pete's, deciding there was no real difference. Her mouth leeched on the thick, long, flexing penis as if trying to swallow its solid length down her hungering throat, into her belly. The girl sucked as voraciously as any demon. It was almost as if she expected to pull the head of Williams' cock so deeply into her belly, it would rub against the heads of the other two penises filling her other orifices.
Edie swallowed determinedly, this time not wanting to let any of the delicious sperm escape, even if it came from the body of a man who had originally forced his way into the house to do her some bodily harm. Strangely enough, in spite of his big mouth, Tom Williams had really done Edie the least harm, neither frightening her at the beginning with his hands, nor poling her asshole with his cock.
The seminal libation ran down her throat and into her belly, making her feel warm and secure inside. Her only consternation came from the fact that she could sense the three penises now starting to shrivel. True, all three had satisfied Edie. Yet she was certain she could have gone another round with all three of them, had they not wilted.
At this point, the table, with the weight of the three men and the girl on it, finally gave way, collapsing. Edie merely lay on the table top, relaxing as the three frightened men jumped up and pulled on their pants. They were more worried about the damage to the table than to her. This angered her. She would tell Uncle Pete, all right, and he would figure out a way to get even.
"Chickens!" she yelled as the three men hurried out of the house.